Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Inside the bedroom of the Zhai residence, a sense of oppression permeated the air.

Song Lixian was carefully changing Zhai Xingyuan's dressing. It was a rule-based wound left by a cultivator in the Poisonous Eater Realm. The rule-based power attached to the wound was constantly tearing at the flesh, making the wound unable to heal for a long time.

"Song Lixian, let's get a divorce." Zhai Xingyuan suddenly spoke, his tone cold and resolute.

Song Lixian paused in her movements, looked up, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure, silently shook her head, and said nothing.

Zhai Xingyuan continued, "Zhou Silang is determined to kill me. I can get away with it once by being quick-witted, but I can't be so quick-witted every time. One day, I will make a mistake."

"Let's get a divorce. Go back to your parents' home. That way, we can both be free."

"If we don't get a divorce, and something happens to me, you'll suffer along with me."

Song Lixian squatted down, took Zhai Xingyuan's hand, looked up and smiled slightly, and said softly, "Husband, whether you believe it or not, from the first moment I saw you, I already knew that I was doomed."

"In this lifetime, my husband, don't even think about getting rid of me."

"In life, we are husband and wife; in death, we will be buried together."

Upon hearing this, Zhai Xingyuan pursed his lips, frowned, and looked at her. A complex light flashed in his eyes. In the end, he coldly withdrew his hand, took out a prepared letter of divorce from his sleeve, and slapped it hard across Song Lixian's face.

He got up and walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly, "I wanted to give you some face, but since you don't want any face, then get out of the Zhai mansion. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other."

Holding the letter of divorce, Song Lixian froze, unable to believe what was happening before her eyes. An indescribable pain welled up in her heart, but she still stood up resolutely, her gaze fixed firmly on Zhai Xingyuan.

“My husband.” Her voice trembled, but remained firm. “I understand your predicament, but some things, once started, have no turning back. I choose to spend the rest of my life with you, through thick and thin, through life and death.”

Upon hearing this, Zhai Xingyuan's body trembled slightly. He turned around, a flicker of hesitation crossing his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. He shouted, "Guards, throw this vile woman out of the Zhai residence! Immediately announce to the whole city that I, Zhai Xingyuan, have divorced this poisonous woman, Song Lixian, and we shall never have anything to do with each other again!"

Song Lixian gripped the letter of divorce tightly in her hand, her eyes glistening with tears, but she did not shed a single tear.

She gave Zhai Xingyuan a deep look, then turned and walked towards the door, each step seeming unusually heavy.

Two hours later, Bi Muge led a large group of men to surround the Zhai residence. The Zhai family's servants blocked the entrance, preventing Bi Muge from breaking into the residence to arrest people. Just as the two sides were locked in a stalemate and a bloody battle broke out.

The steward hurried to the door, stopping the servants from making a move, and said with clasped hands, "Master Bi, the master requests that you go in alone for a talk. As for the other officials, please wait outside."

Upon hearing this, Bi Muge nodded slightly, pressed his sword down with one hand, and strode into the Zhai residence.

The butler led the way, bringing Bi Muge to the reception room. He then bowed respectfully to Bi Muge, who was seated at the head of the table, and stepped back, waiting outside the hall, leaving Bi Muge to enter the reception room alone.

Zhai Xingyuan remained calm and composed, taking a slow sip of his tea: "Old Bi, are you here to arrest me after making such a fuss?"

Bi Muge straightened his back and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I have come on the orders of the Commander to invite Deputy Supervisor Zhai back to the Fifth Division to assist in the investigation. It concerns a major case of illicit liquor trafficking, and we need your personal explanation."

Zhai Xingyuan's hand holding the tea trembled slightly, then he smiled as if nothing had happened: "Old Bi, you're really ruthless. To please Zhou Silang, you've even abandoned years of friendship and turned against me first. Do you feel any pain in your conscience?"

Bi Muge said calmly, "You're not the first. Yan Wenjiu has already been arrested and confessed everything he needed to. Moreover, the entire illegal liquor trafficking network has been shut down today. Everyone involved in this network has been captured alive, and the evidence is very conclusive. Otherwise, they wouldn't have arrested you."

Upon hearing this, Zhai Xingyuan sighed inwardly, but smiled slightly on the surface: "Zhuang Zheng has finally spoken up."

Bi Muge calmly said, "You should have expected that the Luo family gang is about to fall. Zhuang Zheng will no longer keep his mouth shut. Why not stop the business of selling illicit liquor instead of risking your head to commit crimes against the wind?"

Zhai Xingyuan shook his head and chuckled: "Do you think I'm in charge of this business? With profits of hundreds of millions every year, how many high-ranking officials and dignitaries rely on me to share their money? If I dare to stop, I'll die even faster."

Bi Muge frowned slightly: "Hand over the list of shareholders to receive dividends now, or I'll have to take action."

Zhai Xingyuan put down his teacup and said with a smile, "No problem. I will not only give you the list of shareholders who will receive dividends, but also the accounts of dividends from private liquor sales over the years. However, I'm afraid that even if I dare to hand them over, you won't dare to look at them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the steward ordered the servants to bring in several boxes.

Zhai Xingyuan got up and walked to the box, casually opening the lid one by one: "Come on, these are all my incriminating evidence. Sixty percent of the high-ranking officials in the Sword Tower are on the bonus list."

Upon hearing this, Bi Muge gasped in shock: "Hiss..."

Zhai Xingyuan walked up to Bi Muge with a smile: "Let's move... let's see if you die or I die."

Bi Muge stared at the evidence before him, reaching out to take a look but quickly withdrew his hand, taking several steps back in a panic, his face filled with terror. Then, without hesitation, he turned and walked out of the Zhai residence.

"Hahaha~~~" Zhai Xingyuan's extremely arrogant laughter echoed from the reception room: "Zhou Silang, Zhou Silang, you think you can wipe me out with just a few small fry turning against you? Hahaha~~~"

Bi Muge rushed out of the Zhai residence, wiped away his cold sweat, raised his wrist to remotely contact Zhou Qingfeng through his communication bracelet, and promptly reported the situation on the scene, requesting further instructions.

Upon hearing the report, Zhou Qingfeng was immediately startled and his mind went blank. The teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. In a flash, he realized the seriousness of the situation: "This is bad, we've made a huge mess of things."

He immediately dropped everything and rushed to the Zhai residence as fast as he could. Bi Muge was waiting outside the residence. When he saw Zhou Qingfeng rushing over, he immediately clasped his hands in front of him to lead the way.

Zhou Qingfeng strode into the mansion, with Bi Muge following closely behind. The two entered the reception room one after the other.

Zhai Xingyuan sipped his tea slowly, smiling as he looked at Zhou Qingfeng who had rushed over: "Oh, it is truly an honor for my humble abode to have the esteemed Deputy Commander Zhou personally visit my residence. I am injured and unable to perform the proper greetings, I hope you will not mind."

Zhou Qingfeng forced himself to remain calm and slowly walked to the seat next to Zhai Xingyuan. The two were only a few steps apart, and Zhai Xingyuan could crush him with a single finger at any moment. However, Zhai Xingyuan did not do so because he had not yet reached a dead end. He still had enough chips to play a big game with Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng remained calm and smiled slightly: "Zhai Xingyuan, impressive skills. I've heard you're best at forming cliques, but I didn't expect you to be so capable."

Zhai Xingyuan smiled with narrowed eyes, waving his hand modestly like an old fox: "Haha, you flatter me, it's just some underhanded tricks. I wonder how the commander plans to deal with me."

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at him indifferently, watching him continue his performance.

"Arrest me?" Zhai Xingyuan immediately stretched out his hands, indicating that he was surrendering, and laughed extremely arrogantly.